Sunday, September 14, 2008

My Letter To 'You'

If you exist, you jolly well read this!

You do need to realize that I am not a fucking weila loser. I am neither going to sit in this bloody room every evening till about 1 a.m. in the morning in the constant fear of something happening or blasting my poor ears with music for hours at a stretch and turning myself deaf..Nor can I keep blasting my ears every time I enter and exit Vasant Nagar or my house in Vasant Nagar.

It was not my brilliant choice of shifting here in this shit hole home country of mine for education. Also, right now when I think, I have enough issues to take care of related to college and other small random ones. I CLEARLY DO NOT need the brownie of you know what!

I cannot live in this constant fearful life ok! Do u even know the 'L' of living in a life of this kind? Do you know what it feels like? Do you how the ego hurts when you have soo much of it and don't know where to shove it at times like these? How many of us do you think like blocked noses and swollen eyes? A day of torture... Another...Another...and Another....Who the hell do you think I am to go on and on and on and hear the freaky losers of my area at it and get freaked out..

Face it!! Excuse me??? who the fuck are you to tell me to face it and why should I when I wasn't the one who built it in me... Why should I compromise everyday on random things and other celebrations and whatever because of some non living thing that break dances in the sky or does the snake dance on the floor...And while its at it, it screams out "Look at me..Look at me...I am so cool" Fuck you!!!!
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So be wise and keep on reading the signs of my body..... Shakira... right now the beats from the song and the beats outside seem to mix and.... no fighting...no fighting... (music continues)

Quiz tomorrow...you think you are going to be nice enough and let me study? because I am not the kind who can study with music in my ears.. As I see it, morning is my only best friend right now..

Once again, with lots of love (that's combining all that I have given out so far to everyone possible and whatever I have at this point of time) FUCK YOU!

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